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Well it's only been a little over 3 months since the last update - far less than the 10 month gap since the one before that 
Hm... should only be 2-3 more chapters before the end of this Episode.
Also: New Logo to replace that ugly text one that's been sitting there for nearly 2 years!
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| Quote: | Suddenly the Barabel dropped his tail and his eyes softened, "Oh! Apologies, sir. Didn't realize yous was the proper owner of this here fine craft. We was wondering where you run off to."
"Figured we'd need to sell it to a less astute customer - clever of ya to power up the engines with a blaster's energy pack," said a tiny rodent-like Chadra-Fan drawing himself out from under the modified Droid Starfighter, "won't need to do that again, we got a... classic... Incom Slipstream X7 reactor core wired in!"
He shook Rive's slightly bloodied hand with his own furry, very greasy hand enthusiastically, "Got her patched up and good to go, Master Jedi! 'Fraid I'll need to charge you 200 extra credits to keep us quiet about you being down here - keep the Empire off your back, eh? Brings the total to 8,200 credits"
It was extortion, the "classic" Slipstream reactor had been issued with the Z-74 Starfighter, nearly 4 decades ago, and 8,000 credits was enough to buy a new Z-95 anyway - not to mention the fact that the Slipstream was too powerful for the tiny Droid Starfighter's engines and would probably blow them out within a week at the max - but Rive kept these thoughts to himself, he would have paid twice the amount to get out of the Undercity - "Ah, Empire?"
"That's right, ain't it? You been knocked out on our table for a solid week, haven't ya! You missed an entire regime change in the galaxy!"
"That's... interesting. I'm no Jedi anyway, just a guy who was in the right place at the wrong time."
"Oh? Well, my apologies - I'll need to charge you 200 more credits then, we give Jedi a 400 credit discount. That'd be... 8,400." he said with a toothy grin - or a sneer, it was a bit hard to tell with Chadra-Fans. B'ruk - the Barabel, chuckled.
Rive sighed, "Of course," he retrieved a cred-chip from his pocket and authorized it for a 8,900 credit transfer - the extra 500 credits would help to ensure they didn't shoot him down on his way up - to keep the money and the scrapheap of a ship.
From the looks of how the engines were patched up, it'd probably be a one-way trip.
Fandar immediately scanned the cred-chip, after a moment the transaction cleared - draining probably a third of Rive's savings, "Happy travels! And remember, if you're ever in the Undercity - you'll get a 10% repeat customer discount at Fandar and B'ruk's Starshop!"
"Yes, thank you," Rive said, faking a smile - 10% off extortion was still extortion - as he hopped into the junker cockpit (although it was far more comfortable than smashing himself into the original Droid Starfighter's lack of a cockpit).
With a stutter and a whine, Rive was headed back out of the Undercity - nearly 9,000 credits poorer, missing generous portions of skin and blood, and a blaster power-pack (he was half-surprised the two had left the blaster with the ship at all, rather than claiming it had been "lost", it had to be worth at least 200 credits)... And there was still no guarantee he'd make it back to the surface in this mutt of a ship.
B'ruk and Fandar waved him off with a smile and the nearest thing a Barabel could manage to one. |
Wee!
Also, Fandar - if you're interested, is an obscure little Chadra-Fan from the series spawned by the abhorred Glove of Darth Vader series. He works for the Rebel Alliance as a scientist/engineer in that series, so I suppose his fortunes change over the course of 20 years or so 
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May The Force Be With Us, Always
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